When I wrote "Two Women and the Glory Holes," I simply wanted to write a piece that was a little different (even a little shocking) and never intended to write any sequels or follow-up stories involving the characters. However, after receiving a number of positive feedback messages from readers who hoped to read more stories involving Jenny and Rachel, I dec...
Driving to the airport, Rachel anticipates the calm atmosphere on the beach in Barbados. It has been a long time since Rachel had felt so relaxed. As she pulled into the car park, Rachel spotted a young woman returning from vacation, dressed only in a bikini and a wrap around her waist. Her pert body immediately made Rachel feel horny. She pulled into a fr...
Glory stroked languidly at the tight golden curls of her vulva as she watched July droplets of rain splash through the screen of her bedroom window. The room's stale heat and the morning's fresh rain joined as in a chemical reaction, causing a rebirth of odors that had died two nights before. Glory breathed in the conglomerate odor of spilled malt liquor, Ch...
It was two days till my best friends 21st birthday. Me and mark had gone through a lot when we were kids and even when I moved we continued to be friends. I couldn't decide what to get him and I didn't know what he would like. So being the type of friend that wants to make the other happy I asked his brother. Well to make the journey to the party shorter his...
Murphy’s is closed on Sunday, but there is no religious significance to that custom. The simple fact is that in this neighborhood most of the residence, and the bulk of our trade, probably thinks they are God so they rest. Adding to that speculation is the fact that a good many of them party so hard on Friday and Saturday nights that they need the tranquil t...
Andrea was very popular in high school. She was on the soccer team, diving team, and was a favorite at synchronized swimming. She spent most of her summer vacations lying out by the pool, and she prided herself on her ability to tan almost on demand. There wasn't a straight guy around that wouldn't turn his head to catch a glimpse of her long, tanned legs wh...
NOTE 1: I highly recommend you read part one if you haven't already. But to refresh your memory, or entice you to go read part one, here is a quite summary. In part one a happily married teacher is seduced by one of her tough pretty students and slowly her long lost and hidden sexual naughtiness is rekindled. In the end, she submits to the grade 12 eighteen...
Part 3: Total submission Note: Dear readers, this is the third installment in the series that started with the story "The Subjugation of Rita" and continued with 'A weekend with Granny'. Both previous stories were very well received. I've had much positive response and have been inspired to continue the story. This installment continues relating the experie...
I met her in a dive bar. Well, not exactly a hole-in-the-wall; it wasn't that dingy. But you know what I mean, right? Old curling posters on the wall, blinking neon beer signs, only one coin-operated billiard table. She was sitting with her legs curled up under her, a charming fedora perched on her head like a familiar bat, and a set of horn-rimmed glasses r...
It was a little after 2 in the morning, on a sultry Louisiana night when the big black Kenworth pulled up in front of the tiny, hole in the wall truck stop. The truck idled with a soft rumble as the driver wearily opened the door and climbed out. She was tired from the long miles and wanted nothing more than a hot shower and some coffee, maybe something to...